Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Vietnam and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Index to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Alphaville,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
Joy Division,
Max Romeo,
Thompson Twins,
FM Einheit,
Cal Tjader,
Arab on Radar,
Unrelated Segments,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Babytalk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Curtis Mayfield,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Womack,
Hasil Adkins,
The Offenders,
Grauzone,
Flipper,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Christie,
Y Pants,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Lynne,
Infiniti,
Mantronix,
Lucky Dragons,
Nils Olav,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crash Course in Science,
The Standells,
Deakin,
Donny Hathaway,
DNA,
Roxy Music,
Depeche Mode,
Ronan,
Echospace,
MDC,
Bronski Beat,
The Vogues,
Barrington Levy,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grey Daturas,
John Holt,
The Residents,
Sight & Sound,
Electric Prunes,
Deepchord,
The Young Rascals,
John Foxx,
Lakeside,
The Pop Group,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Golliwogs,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.